“Secrecy is for the happy,–misery, hopeless misery, needs no veil; under a thousand suns it dares act openly.”

O tender yearning, sweet hoping! The golden time of first love! The eye sees the open heaven, The heart is intoxicated with bliss; O that the beautiful time of young love Could remain green forever.

The mountain cannot frighten one who was born on it.

A beautiful soul has no other merit than its own existence.

Utility is the great idol of the age, to which all powers must do service and all talents swear allegiance.

The hat is the pride of man; for he who cannot keep his hat on before kings and emperors is no free man.

You saw his weakness, and he will never forgive you.

Man only plays when in the full meaning of the word he is a man, and he is only completely a man when he plays.

The lamp of genius burns quicker than the lamp of life.

Sorrow is brief but joy is endless.

It is well for a man when he has learned to endure what he cannot change, and to give up with dignity what he cannot retain.

The greater part of humanity is too much harassed and fatigued by the struggle with want, to rally itself for a new and sterner struggle with error.

Opposition always inflames the enthusiast, never converts him.

This is the curse of an evil deed, that it incites and must bring forth more evil.

It is at the approach of extreme danger when a hollow puppet can accomplish nothing, that power falls into the mighty hands of nature, of the spirit giant-born, who listens only to himself, and knows nothing of compacts.

Life did not present its sunny side to thee.

Of all the possessions of this life fame is the noblest; when the body has sunk into the dust the great name still lives.

Dare to err and to dream. Deep meaning often lies in childish plays.

Who dares nothing, need hope for nothing.

Dare to be wrong and to dream.

It is criminal to steal a purse, daring to steal a fortune, a mark of greatness to steal a crown. The blame diminishes as the guilt increases.

They dared not peer down into their own natures, down into the feverish confusion that filled their minds with a kind of dense, acrid mist.

Tasteless is a life without your courage, for courage is the salt to your bread. So dare, dare to stare that monster in the eye, that fear that fiddles under your bed.

Dare to dream and watch your dreams dare.

Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly.